And when I told them how beautiful you are,
They didn’t believe me. They didn’t believe me!
Your lips, your eyes, your cheeks, your hair,
Are in a class beyond compare,
You’re the prettiest girl that one could see!
And when I tell them,
And I cert’nly am goin’ to tell them,
That I’m the man whose wife one day you’ll be.
They’ll never believe me. They’ll never believe me.
That from this great big world you’ve chosen me!
*Pelo menos, na televisão. Devem ser poucos os programas em que ele não aparece de cigarro na mão. Em Setembro de 1993 foi-lhe diagnosticado um cancro no pulmão. Morreu na manhã do Natal de 1995.